When I think of all the books still left for me to read, I am certain of further happiness.
Life’s greatest gift is the freedom it leaves you to step out of it whenever you choose.
Love is when you meet someone who tells you something new about yourself.
I believe in the pure Surrealist joy of the man who, forewarned that all others before him have failed, refused to admit defeat, sets off from watever point he chooses, along any other pat save a reasonable one, and arrives wherever he can.
Surrealism is based on the belief in the omnipotence of dreams, in the undirected play of thought.
It is living and ceasing to live that are imaginary solutions. Existence is elsewhere.
The man who cannot visualize a horse galloping on a tomato is an idiot.
All fables, indeed, have their morals; but the innocent enjoy the story.
When I sit in my bedroom with a book and a bottle of vodka, I do it because I'm sad, not because I think it's cool. I do it because I want to forget what I am thinking about.
Happy people are not their own enemies, do not carry on an endless war with their souls. We may be fiercely at odds with the wrongs of the world around us. But inside ourselves, near the core, if we are happy, we are at peace.
Maggie threw her head back and laughed. 'So you're going to try. . . what? Birds of a Feather?' she quested. 'Of course not,' Kat said. 'Everyone knows the French government banned the importation of peacocks in 1987.